Bondage Blog

You don’t tug on Superman’s cape, you don’t “spit” into the wind… and, if you’re all tied up, you don’t give lip to the man with the cane, unless you want some more. Claire’s story from Cliff Notes provides plenty of illustration for this basic wisdom:

Before I knew it I was collared, then tied spread-eagled on my stomach over a stack of pillows, with rope anchored under the bed and running from cuffs to the ring of the collar and then on to the surrounding furniture: chairs, a chest of drawers…. Nothing if not secure.

{mucho spanking and caning elided here}

Within a few minutes I had fully recovered, and asked if there were any marks. A assured me there were and that my ass was plenty red. Maybe I gave him a little more lip in my answers than was absolutely required under the circumstances… Why? It’s a disease with me. He answered again with a few strokes of the cane.

Patty from The Creative Spanked Wife has a long post up about enjoying bondage. This is just a small but yummy taste:

It’s fun to play with Fred the evil rope master. It’s even more exciting to play with Fred the caring and gentle but firm craftsman. The long process of being bound can be silent and sensual, or it can be quite vocal and filled with teasing anticipation. When I’m all tied the way he wants me, then he’ll position me and kiss and tease all the spaces of exposed skin. Having your nipples, breasts or butt cheeks nibbled and licked when the skin is snug and taut is sensually maddening. Even more intense is being caned or licked with a strap when you can’t move. Especially when the position you are in places parts of you where he can tease in ways that are both thrilling and unsettling.

We always play with canes and leather as part of bondage. So far it has not been one without the other.

Fred the evil rope master likes to be particularly firm with his discipline for his wicked wife, especially if I have wiggled and altered his planned design. I can become quite a desperate damsel in distress sometimes too. I also have very mind blowing orgasms when I work my pelvis so the rope makes my labia swell. The combined effect is like a raspy vibrator.

This is a most entertaining science fiction book cover, found over at Tuckle Rori:

This bondage girl (you think she wouldn’t pull these pins off if her hands were free?) is giving her master a good suck. You just know that if he gets bored, he plays with the clothespins to liven her up a bit. What do you suppose “OUCH! Owwwww…..” feels like?

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Picture is from alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. bondage.

The caption on this cartoon used to read: “I don’t see no dragon — maybe she’s just an S&M freak?”

From alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. cartoons.

Bondage In Everyday Life has some excellent new pictures in its Gagged In Protest section, including this very thorough black electrical tape gag:

No word on what she’s protesting against.

Neko writes:

Playing Trivial Pursuit is good.
Playing strip poker is better.
Playing bondage Scrabble is best.

Bondage Scrabble? I want to know more. Are there special rules? Or do I simply tie my sweetie up in a nice tight rope harness and make her place the tiles with her teeth?